In the bloody fog, a man in brown clothes appeared and the people of the North City Legion unwittingly followed.
Deputy Head, Zhou Yi, stepped forward. "It's time to send the troops. If any of you show any disloyalty, do not blame the City Lord for being hostile."
He was the first to follow. Those who had voiced their grievances before did not dare speak. In front of the City Lord, Lin Kang, nobody dared utter anything. Lin Kang was a man of the military through and through. If someone tried to shake the morale of the army in front of him, he would kill that person without a word.
Although some of the North City Legion might not respect Lin Kang entirely from their hearts, it was known that they unanimously feared him.
The man in the brown clothes strode forward. A strange melancholy blood energy emanated from his body. The same blood energy condensed into an outline of Lin Kang's face that looked stern and in pain.